You're so high, you're so high
You had to be an angel
"When you get to a certain age you begin to suspect it every morning." Gideon joked, though he did know he was too young to genuinely be considering his demise each day. As the moments passed and Falke made no mention of drink he relaxed, decided he must have gotten away with it and stepped back when Falke revealed his reason for visiting, inviting him into the room with a gesture.
Gideon went to sit on his bed, offering the desk chair to Falke. "You did? How was it?" He was a little surprised that the Fixer had made a special trip just to impart this news, but he was interested enough in Amalia to want to know about it. Trying to lean back on one hand, Gideon slipped momentarily and fell backwards, swiftly catching himself but not quick enough for it to be unnoticeable. Maybe he was drunker than he thought. "Oops. Tired, I think."
Gideon went to sit on his bed, offering the desk chair to Falke. "You did? How was it?" He was a little surprised that the Fixer had made a special trip just to impart this news, but he was interested enough in Amalia to want to know about it. Trying to lean back on one hand, Gideon slipped momentarily and fell backwards, swiftly catching himself but not quick enough for it to be unnoticeable. Maybe he was drunker than he thought. "Oops. Tired, I think."
I'm so high, I'm so high
I can see an angel
I can see an angel
gideon
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